#Chapter 144: The Moonstone

Aria We led the wary and tired refugees into the village, showing them around the temporary shelters, village, and pack house. Humans and werewolves alike eyed each other suspiciously, but that was to be expected. This was a big change for everyone. “There might be more coming,” Bella murmured as we watched the refugees settle in. “William is going to head back to the human city in a few days to see if anyone else has signed up to come. We’re prioritizing able-bodied women and children right now who can make the trek.” “How bad is it out there?” Darren asked. Bella’s face darkened. “Worse than what you’re seeing on the news. My father has essentially declared martial law in certain districts. Anyone suspected of ‘werewolf sympathizing’ is being detained and questioned.” My stomach clenched. I hated the thought of the place that had once been my home turning against its own people. Even more than that, I hated the fact that we were still being viewed as the